brushed
the hair from her face and ordered her not to.
“Don’t shy away from him. He’s going to give you what you
want. What you came here for.”
“Don’t tense up.”
She hissed in a deep breath.
“It’s okay.” Ted kept petting the side of her hair. “Feel it
going in all the way. The burn, that’s what makes it better.”
“It doesn’t. It’s—”
“Relax,” Blake ordered and Ted wanted to push him away. The
guy’s only interest was getting that vibrator into her. Didn’t he know he was
missing the lion’s share of the lesson here? This wasn’t just about getting her
off this way. She had issues with this type of fucking and a Dom had to be
sensitive to those issues and help his sub get over them.
“I’m trying.” Her voice was small as if she were ashamed of
her involuntary reactions and when her pinky finger inched sideways and curled
over his thumb on the cool concrete, something woke up inside him. A need not
only to protect her but to help her exorcise that bastard’s unwanted touch from
her mind. Clearly what Blake was doing wasn’t working.
“You’re doing great, princess. Really good.”
He moved behind her and held his hand down until Blake got
the message and let go so Ted was free to control the vibrator. It was only
halfway in and he didn’t waste any time. He squirted more lube on the
un-inserted balance and slathered. When it was shiny and slick, he parted her
ass cheeks wide and thrust forward. Using his own aching hardness buried in his
kakis, he propelled the vibrator into her.
She grunted, but that didn’t deter him. He knew what she
needed. He pushed her forward until she was flush up against the wall with her
jaw to stone.
He flexed into her, once, twice, ten more times, before he
brought his hand between them and felt for the switch. When the low thrum
sounded she whimpered, and seeing her totally surrendered and so in-tune with
feeling, he couldn’t stop the Dom in him from leveraging this advantage.
“That bastard doesn’t own this part of you.” He flexed
forward and reveled when she moaned. “Say, that bastard doesn’t own this part
of me. Say it.”
“H-He d-doesn’t own this…this part of me.”
He pivoted against her and she started to slide. That’s when
he slipped his hands around her, between her pelvis and the wall and played
with her clit until she was pushing back all restless and needy.
“Breathe deep.”
“Yes, yes. Yes!”
“He doesn’t own this part of you, princess.” He flexed. She
moaned long and low and when she was quiet, he whispered, “He doesn’t own it,
because I do.”
She screamed when she came hard and fast all over his
fingers in hot, fluid honey. The spill of which filled the air around him in
the sweetest scent imaginable as he held her tight. He waited for her shakes to
ease before he ordered, “Thank me.”
“Thank you.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
“T-thank you, Sir.”
Once she corrected herself he retrieved the vibrator. Tossing
the condom into the waste can, he returned the dildo to the bottom drawer for
cleaning as was protocol.
When he stood up he saw Blake. The guy was steaming and why
wouldn’t he be? Ted had specifically requested him to do this scene with her
and even though Ted had warned him that he’d be there and would step in if need
be he’d jumped in too fast. He should have waited a little longer. He knew
Blake wouldn’t be wielding a heavy hand with her. Damn. He could justify it any
which way he wanted. It didn’t change the fact that this was bad, bad form.
Invited or no, welcomed or not he shouldn’t have taken over.
There was only way to fix this. He walked over to Jo and
snapped her skirt into place with a quick matter-of-fact tug. “There.” He
peeled her off the wall and turned her to face Blake. “Now, I want you to kneel
at your Dom’s feet and wait for him to deal with you.”
Easing his hands off her shoulders, he stepped back and
nearly stumbled when she
the hair from her face and ordered her not to.
“Don’t shy away from him. He’s going to give you what you
want. What you came here for.”
“Don’t tense up.”
She hissed in a deep breath.
“It’s okay.” Ted kept petting the side of her hair. “Feel it
going in all the way. The burn, that’s what makes it better.”
“It doesn’t. It’s—”
“Relax,” Blake ordered and Ted wanted to push him away. The
guy’s only interest was getting that vibrator into her. Didn’t he know he was
missing the lion’s share of the lesson here? This wasn’t just about getting her
off this way. She had issues with this type of fucking and a Dom had to be
sensitive to those issues and help his sub get over them.
“I’m trying.” Her voice was small as if she were ashamed of
her involuntary reactions and when her pinky finger inched sideways and curled
over his thumb on the cool concrete, something woke up inside him. A need not
only to protect her but to help her exorcise that bastard’s unwanted touch from
her mind. Clearly what Blake was doing wasn’t working.
“You’re doing great, princess. Really good.”
He moved behind her and held his hand down until Blake got
the message and let go so Ted was free to control the vibrator. It was only
halfway in and he didn’t waste any time. He squirted more lube on the
un-inserted balance and slathered. When it was shiny and slick, he parted her
ass cheeks wide and thrust forward. Using his own aching hardness buried in his
kakis, he propelled the vibrator into her.
She grunted, but that didn’t deter him. He knew what she
needed. He pushed her forward until she was flush up against the wall with her
jaw to stone.
He flexed into her, once, twice, ten more times, before he
brought his hand between them and felt for the switch. When the low thrum
sounded she whimpered, and seeing her totally surrendered and so in-tune with
feeling, he couldn’t stop the Dom in him from leveraging this advantage.
“That bastard doesn’t own this part of you.” He flexed
forward and reveled when she moaned. “Say, that bastard doesn’t own this part
of me. Say it.”
“H-He d-doesn’t own this…this part of me.”
He pivoted against her and she started to slide. That’s when
he slipped his hands around her, between her pelvis and the wall and played
with her clit until she was pushing back all restless and needy.
“Breathe deep.”
“Yes, yes. Yes!”
“He doesn’t own this part of you, princess.” He flexed. She
moaned long and low and when she was quiet, he whispered, “He doesn’t own it,
because I do.”
She screamed when she came hard and fast all over his
fingers in hot, fluid honey. The spill of which filled the air around him in
the sweetest scent imaginable as he held her tight. He waited for her shakes to
ease before he ordered, “Thank me.”
“Thank you.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
“T-thank you, Sir.”
Once she corrected herself he retrieved the vibrator. Tossing
the condom into the waste can, he returned the dildo to the bottom drawer for
cleaning as was protocol.
When he stood up he saw Blake. The guy was steaming and why
wouldn’t he be? Ted had specifically requested him to do this scene with her
and even though Ted had warned him that he’d be there and would step in if need
be he’d jumped in too fast. He should have waited a little longer. He knew
Blake wouldn’t be wielding a heavy hand with her. Damn. He could justify it any
which way he wanted. It didn’t change the fact that this was bad, bad form.
Invited or no, welcomed or not he shouldn’t have taken over.
There was only way to fix this. He walked over to Jo and
snapped her skirt into place with a quick matter-of-fact tug. “There.” He
peeled her off the wall and turned her to face Blake. “Now, I want you to kneel
at your Dom’s feet and wait for him to deal with you.”
Easing his hands off her shoulders, he stepped back and
nearly stumbled when she
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